The Toilet.

     For men, the most sacred room in the house has got to be the bathroom. It is generally the one place where men can sit unmolested for a full 15 minutes before people begin asking questions. While the seat is uncomfortable, the room is disproportionately small, and it's the only place where there is even the slightest possibility of actually using the post-911 impulse purchased gas mask, the bathroom is our sanctuary. But now, my wife is pregnant, and my early morning ritual of reading and releasing has been interrupted. Possibly forever.
     Apparently, when the toilet is "growing a beard", it's just too dirty to receive vomit. Lately I've been cleaning the toilet much more often. And the "me" time that was once unlimited has dwindled to tiny, stolen moments. I love those moments, I really do.
     Guys: Pay attention here. If you want to score points and make a woman happy, clean the toilet without her asking. No need to brag about it either. The amount of time her head will spend in or around the commode pretty much ensures she'll see it. You'll look like a hero for doing something she was going to ask (make) you do anyway. Sounds like a good deal to me.